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Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 61 He Wants to Quit?
When Roland said he wanted to drink tea, he really meant it. After finishing his tea, he rose to leave.
Samara leaned on the sofa and looked at the door Roland closed behind him when he left. She slightly
raised her eyebrows. After a while, she retracted her gaze and turned back to her room.
Roland, though he was a playboy, was quite a gentleman.
After taking a shower, Samara replied to Gisselle’s message. Then she directly turned off the lights and
went to bed.
Early the next day, before the alarm went off, Samara woke up.
The room was very dark. Samara tilted her head to look at the curtain. It was dark outside.
Samara took her phone to check the time. It was a quarter past seven. She slept early last night and
slept well, SO Samara was in a very good mood when she woke up. She planned to make a good
breakfast for herself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSamara could hardly cook before, but now she was able to make different kinds of breakfast. Chaim
should take the
credit.
If not for him, Samara only knew how to make easy meals.
It was still nippy in the morning of February in Houston, even though it would be March in a few days.
The weather today was not as good as yesterday. It was gloomy outside, but Samara was in a good
mood.
“Good morning, Ms. Novak.”
Samara put down her bag and smiled at Jimena, “Good morning, Jimena.”
Jimena detected Samara’s good mood. When she handed over today’s agenda to Samara, she said,
“Ms. Novak, there is a dinner party tonight. Mr. Silva wants you to attend.”
“What dinner party?”
“A dinner with the representatives of the villagers in Ellisburg.”
Samara raised an eyebrow. “I see.”
Does Rogelio want to leave all the work to me or does he want to quit his job?
Samara thought for a moment and said, “Check what Rogelio’s been up to lately.”
She came directly from the headquarters. It was fine if Rogelio wanted to make things difficult for her. But
he was in charge of that project. How could he throw it to her right now? It was at the most critical
moment.
Elephant Group planned to build an amusement park in the New Bay District of Houston. That district
was vast and sparsely populated, but it just so happened that a village was located in the center of the
planned area. It was a tricky thing. The headquarters of the group had already issued a document in
October last year, asking Rogelio to settle the compensation for the demolition and buy the land.
Satnara divorced Chaim in November last year. When she returned to her parents‘ house after the
divorce, she heard Kadin mention that Elephant Group in Houston had not yet settled the compensation
issue.
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The first offer was 1,300 dollars per 10 square feet. After all, the village was in the remote suburbs. Twenty–eight of the thirty–five households had signed the contract. As for the remaining seven families,
five of them asked for 1,600
dollars per 10 square feet. The other two families wanted Elephant Group’s houses in downtown
Houston in exchange. Also, the number of houses given should be in line with the headcounts of the two
families.
The problem had not been solved until now.
The original twenty–eight families who had signed the contract regretted their decision and wanted to
raise the compensation.
Tonight’s dinner party would be Elephant Group and Ellisburg’s third meeting to discuss the
compensation matter. The compensation price was not something Samara could have a say in. Now
Rogelio threw this hot potato to her. There was no way she could handle it.
Jimena immediately understood Samara’s thoughts. “I understand, Ms. Novak.”
Samara nodded. She looked at Jimena’s back. Her good mood for the whole day was ruined by Rogelio.
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